The story could have ended there, but I love this couple so much I had to continue!
DISCLAIMER: Don't pwn FY.
WARNINGS: Consensual bondage, yaoi lemon
Chichiri woke up to the sound of a bird outside of the glass window of their bedroom. He yawned and looked up at his red-headed lover, who had quite a serene look on his face as he slept, his arms safely around the monk as if he was protecting him in his sleep. Chichiri attempted to wiggle out of Tasuki's tight grasp, but was unable to keep from waking the thief. Tasuki groaned and pulled his arms away from his companion and put them above his head, stretching as he looked up into his lover's mahogany eye, smiling warmly. Chichiri smiled back, and bent down to give Tasuki a quick kiss before getting out of bed and dressing.
It's been three weeks since Tasuki and Chichiri became sweethearts, and also since Chichiri moved into Tasuki's home. Chichiri really didn't have much of a home to go to, so Tasuki offered Chichiri the privilege, and the monk gladly accepted. Of course, they weren't really expecting company, at least not so early in the morning.
Chichiri heard a light knock on the front door as he was getting dressed. "JUST A MINUTE, NO DA!" he shouted across the house, then quickly finished dressing before running for the door. He opened the door and smiled at the sight before him.
"HI, CHICHIRI!" Nuriko said rather loudly, waving goofily at her friend. Hotohori, Chiriko, and Mitsukake smiled and chuckled at Nuriko's silly behavior.
"Hello, Chichiri," Hotohori said, "It is good to see you."
"Hello everyone, no da." Chichiri nodded and gestured for his guests to come into the house.
"We came kinda early, huh?" Chiriko looked out the glass window to get the time from the sun. The blue-haired monk shrugged.
"It's fine, no da," Chichiri said. "At least we woke up in time."
"We?" Nuriko asked, putting her finger up to her mouth. "Who's we?"
"Tasuki and Chichiri live together now, Nuriko," Mitsukake said drolly. "You didn't know?" Nuriko narrowed her eyes and stared at Chichiri suspiciously.
"No," Nuriko said, putting her hands on her hips. "I didn't." Chichiri turned away from the cross dresser, blushing slightly at her tone. He told his friends (except Nuriko cuz she wasn't there at the time) that Tasuki and he were roommates. He didn't mention that they were more than that, though.
"Uh, what's the ruckus, Chiri?" Tasuki said while yawning loudly and scratching his head. Chichiri's eye went wide when he noticed that Tasuki was naked.
"Chiri?" Nuriko asked suspiciously while the others stared at naked Tasuki. Chichiri just gave them all a nervous glance.
"Um, Tasuki?" Chichiri got up and pushed his still half-asleep friend back into the room and shut the door in front of him. "You forgot to get dressed, no da."
Tasuki was still half awake when he said, "Again? Aw, shit!" Chichiri shook his head and turned around to face his bewildered friends and smiled nervously, hoping they didn't hear that last statement from the tired bandit. He sat back down in his chair and resumed the conversation.
Nuriko folded her arms in front of her and glanced over at Chichiri. "He's never acted that way before." She thought, rubbing her chin. "What's up between those two?"
ZZZ
Later that day, when the sun was high above the house, Chichiri was changing his clothes – again – because Chiriko pushed him in the lake with his clothes on. He didn't mind though, for he was going to do that anyway. He began ringing out his shirt from the bottom and fanning in out assuming that would dry faster. Unbeknownst to him, Tasuki was leaning against the wall in the corner of the room with one hand, his clothes wet as well, watching Chichiri's every move like a hawk.
When the monk started to remove his soaked shirt, Tasuki made his move. He took two big steps towards Chichiri and silently began to remove the wet cloth for him. Chichiri noticed this and turned his head around, and his eye caught Tasuki's.
"Tasuki, what are you doing, no da?" he whispered so that the others wouldn't hear from the other side of the bedroom door.
"Helping you undress," Tasuki answered simply, withdrawing the shirt completely from the blue-haired man's pale, wet body. He roamed his hands over the monk's back and around to his lean, muscled stomach, pulling himself to his body. He planted sweet kisses down Chichiri's neck and shoulder, his hand reaching down through the older man's pants.
Chichiri moaned loudly and squeezed his eye shut, allowing Tasuki to continue with his ministrations, the bandit moving lower and lower. Suddenly, Chichiri gasped and opened his eye, turning to face his lover, grabbing his hands.
"We can't Tasuki," the monk whispered. "They might hear us, no da."
Tasuki smiled slyly, wiggling his eyebrows at his partner. "That's why I have one of these."
Tasuki pulled something out of his belt and shook it in front of Chichiri, who recognized it right away. Chichiri's eye widened and tried to talk his friend out of it, but it was too late. Tasuki tied the leather gag around Chichiri's mouth, Chichiri's teeth biting down on it. Chichiri tried to complain, but nothing but muffled sounds came out of the monk's gagged mouth. Tasuki smiled big, showing off his sharp fangs. He then continued with what he was doing, kissing and biting his partner's neck and caressing his backside. Chichiri jumped, and tried to protest again, but to no avail.
Tasuki smiled again, chuckling inwardly. He just couldn't believe he didn't think of this before. He stopped with what he was doing and bent down, swiping a half-naked Chichiri in his arms and gently placed him on the bed. Tasuki removed Chichiri's pants, letting his erection out. Chichiri blushed, hating himself for giving in to Tasuki's rough, yet very soothing touch so easily. Tasuki, of course, didn't mind. He began to leave a trail of wet kisses from Chichiri's abs to his erection, stroking it gently with one hand. The blue-haired monk gasped into the gag and threw his head back in pleasure, yielding to Tasuki even more, letting him take over his body and mind. Tasuki stroked faster, then without warning, took the length in his mouth.
"Mmm!" Chichiri attempted to scream, but the gag stifled the sound. The monk looked down at his lover, watching as he went up and down on his length, his eyes spearing into his. Chichiri breathed heavier, as he felt his release coming. But he felt the bandit pull away, and he whimpered at the loss. Tasuki kicked his pants off and crawled onto the bed, spreading Chichiri's legs farther apart and came down to face the blue-haired man.
"Are ya likin' this, baby?" Tasuki said huskily, brushing strands of cerulean hair away from his lover's handsome face. Chichiri blushed and nodded, honestly telling his fiery lover how he felt. Tasuki smiled guilefully down at his partner and whispered: "Turn over."
Chichiri did as he was told, turning over onto all fours and looked over his shoulder at his partner. Tasuki smiled again, taking in the picture of his blue-haired monk. He then took two of his fingers and moved them in and out of Chichiri's entrance. Chichiri moaned, throwing his head down between his tensed shoulders. Tasuki added another finger, and spanked Chichiri's ass with his free hand, the monk whimpering in the leather gag.
Chichiri started to get hard again. He couldn't believe that Tasuki went out and got a gag, and he couldn't believe that Tasuki would have sex when guests are over at the house, who are probably listening on the other side of the wall right now. But at that moment, he could really care less. His thoughts about the others were constantly being disturbed by Tasuki.
Tasuki removed his fingers, and positioned himself in front of his lover's entrance. "Are you ready?" Tasuki asked. Chichiri nodded, getting himself ready as well, leaning down onto his elbows and arching his backside up. Tasuki entered Chichiri tantalizingly slow, pulling in the monk's hips as he did.
"Mmm…" Chichiri moaned deeply, pushing himself back with Tasuki's hands and rolling his head up. Tasuki pulled out and pushed back in, faster this time and with more force, Chichiri groaning louder. Tasuki kept going faster until he found a rhythm, grunting huskily. Chichiri moaned with every thrust, loving the lascivious feeling of their bodies in time with one another.
"Uhhh, Chiri…" Tasuki whispered, nearing his orgasm. Chichiri was meeting his too, moaning in the gag one last time before releasing on the bed sheets. Tasuki thrust in for the final time, releasing into his cerulean-haired lover. Chichiri collapsed on the bed and Tasuki followed, falling beside him. They turned to look at each other, waiting for their breathing to slow down. Tasuki broke the silence by snickering.
"I guess we can take this off, now." Tasuki unclasped the gag from his friend's mouth. Chichiri turned over onto his back, laughing as well.
"I forgot I was wearing it." Chichiri pointed out. "I guess I… really did like it, no da."
Tasuki smiled, caressing the monk's pale cheek. "I liked it too, Chiri." Tasuki moved closer to Chichiri, resting himself on his elbow. "But you know what?"
"What?" Chichiri asked, looking up at his fiery lover. Tasuki leaned down and planted a soft kiss on Chichiri's lips. He pulled away, his eyes half-lidded.
"I missed doing that." Tasuki whispered sensually, leaning down to kiss his gorgeous man again.
Nuriko widened her eyes in suspicion, pulling away from the wall. "What the hell was all that noise?"
ZZZ
Later, when the warriors were eating dinner, Nuriko was still trying to figure out what the hell was going on in that room. She already had an idea, but she wanted to be sure. She had to ask one of them.
Lucky for her, Tasuki was finished and was standing on the porch outside, swatting flies away from his face. She made her way over to him, trying to look as innocent as she could before asking.
"Hey, Tasuki…"
"Hm?" He was still fussing with the flies.
"If I may ask, what was all that bumping around I heard in your room today?"
Tasuki's eyes practically jumped out of their sockets when he heard the word "bumping". "Oh shit. She heard us! What'll I say, what'll I say?" He decided to play dumb.
"Uh, bumping?" he asked, a sense of nervousness in his voice, which Nuriko instantly detected.
"Yes, bumping." She said. "You and 'Chiri'?"
"Um…" Tasuki was turning red with embarrassment, unbelieving that Nuriko would bring this up. "It's… none of your business." Tasuki sighed, thinking it was over, but it had only begun.
"Oh my God," Nuriko said, flushed. "Are you and Chichiri… like…?" She made a gesture with her hands, hoping that Tasuki would get it. He knew Chichiri would be mad at him later if he told without him knowing it, but he had to get Nuriko off his back. Tasuki rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Yes," He muttered in a low, quiet tone. He already knew what Nuriko was going to do next, so he prepared his ears for Nuriko's shrill of excitement.
"I KNEW IT!" Nuriko did a victory dance in a circle, but she turned around to face the curious looks of the other warriors, and an infuriated, embarrassed look from Chichiri. She realized what she had done, and put a hand over her mouth and said: "Oops."